I worked for 18 hours straight (10am to 4am) yesterday (Veteran's Day), minus a short break for lunch and about an hour for pizza in the evening.

For some reason, though, I'm not really feeling it any more. Part of the reason might be that I know there were 6 others with me, and one guy who had not gone to bed the night before at all (he worked all through Monday, stayed up working all Monday night and Tuesday morning, and kept working all Tuesday) so I can't feel sorry for myself when I'm, in comparison, a slacker.

When I first got here, and I was overwhelmed by the workload and complaining, an older grad said "don't worry, you'll find your rhythm." That's been stuck in my head ever since, I'm wondering when I'm going to find my rhythm. Considering how good I feel today, as opposed to the exhaustian I've usually been feeling each week after I get the next assignment turned in, maybe I'm finding it. I'm realizing that a social life is perhaps overrated. I don't know. Well, free time is always good--I have plenty of worthy personal persuits. But if you can get into the swing of work and enjoy it, why not do that instead, at least for a few years? I'll probably regret saying this at some point, but it's at least going through my head.

My perfect score on the only test we've had so far (compared to a class average of about 33%) was very encouraging. Only 3 of us got above a 50%. Even if I can't handle all the work, at least I can ruin the curve on the tests with ease. I just need to make sure I don't get another one of these infernal "homework only" classes.

sighNo rest for the wicked. That's another phrase that's been going thru my head lately.